Leigh is ordered to lengthen her nipples for Master as a part of her training.

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Master explained to me that he loved my nipples, but he wanted to see how loyal I could be to his desires.  He set me on a schedule to extend the length of my nipples.  There was a specific routine and I was to be ready each day at the same time. With the camera positioned on my bosom, he would guide me through the tit manipulations. Each session lasted 30 minutes and yielded powerful erotic shockwaves later that day.

I became curious and motivated when I saw that my nipples increased in size to the size of pencil erasers.

I was to have an exclusive nipple training shirt that I was to wear each time.  Something that allowed for quick release of each breast during the training.  I chose a grey V-neck stretchy t-shirt and was able to place my breasts just over the top of the V.

“Take the very tips of your nipples between your thumb and forefinger and gently stretch them out…now stretch them up…hold them there…pinch them…tug on them….that’s it…twist them…grip them firmly kitten…now let your nipples slip out of the grip of your fingers…they will bounce when they drop from your fingertips.”

I’ll admit, the training wasn’t erotic for me, but Master was very picky about me not keeping up with the schedule.  He made it very clear that this was a priority and said that if I did not do it that I would be punished.

It was a great challenge to make the time for the nipple training and I almost faced a punishment of ginger root for arriving a half an hour late.  I was having lunch with a friend and I lost track of time.  Master didn’t want any of my excuses and in the end, he worked my nipples well that afternoon.  He almost pushed me past my limits of what my nipples could endure.  That night I woke up from a deep sleep and wanted to actually play with my nipples.  I pondered on if it was worth the punishment to do so, since I was not to touch myself without his permission.

I became curious and motivated when I saw that my nipples increased in size to the size of pencil erasers.  I found myself looking at myself in the mirror and feeling good about what I had accomplished.  My nipples were even bent inside my bra and Master had me photograph my nipples frequently.

On the 24th day, his words threw me into a tailspin, “soon you will lactate.”

I was troubled by his remark.

“Would you like to lactate for Master?” My head was spinning and I was very upset with him for not telling me this in the beginning.  “Would you?  That is a question Leigh.”

“I don’t know” I said.

“I don’t know is not an acceptable answer.  It’s Yes Master or No Master.  Which one is it?”…

…to be continued

Can Leigh continue to please her Master’s every need without resenting him?  Will she warm up to the idea that her nipples are growing and her breasts are lactating?

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